Pristine Priscilla

Where it’s laid back lazy

‘Til the air gets hazy

In a room where the boys are bad

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Where the crowd goes crazy

Over cheesecake daisy

In that room where she drives them mad

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Pristine Priscilla

Broke the heart of Godzilla so sad

She’s so bad

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Fresh bread from the baker

So hot for the taker

She was lonely and oh so sad

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All praise to her maker

What a heavenly shaker

So proud of the blessing she had

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When she wigged that curl

Like a springtime squirrel

He hadda hurl for the girl so bad

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He was watchin’ that strutter

With his ticker a-flutter

He was lonely and oh so sad

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When I heard the girl utter

“Gonna melt his hard butter”

She was drivin’ that poor boy mad

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Pristine Priscilla

Broke the heart of Godzilla

When he hurled

‘Cause his heart had been had

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He hadda hurl

He hadda hurl for the girl

Hadda hurl ‘cause his heart had been had

He hadda hurl

Hadda hurl for the girl so bad, so bad

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Watch out Atilla

If she says I willa willa

Pristine Priscilla is a hot chinchilla

Pristine Priscilla broke the heart of Godzilla

So bad

She’s so bad

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